Two sisters discuss wonderful/disturbing pop culture they were exposed to as children, and how it haunts their dreams to this very day.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
I was Bart.
Why make an album full of shiteous cartoon singing voices singing a mix of reworked standards and trite pseudo raps about the trials and tribulations of being a juvenile delinquent? Because your the effing SIMPSONS and you effing CAN, that's effing WHY.
To this very day, I can remember the lyrics to such SSTB gems, such as "Deep Deep Trouble" and "Look at all those idiots". Why, you might ask, am I clogging my brain with such things? Because my moronic musical theatre obsessed mind craved music like this - my needs were very simple. My music viability checklist looked like this:
1. Does it have a beat and you can dance to it?
Check. I did the 'Bartman' with my own special flair.
2. Can I sing it?
Check. I thought 'God Bless the Child' was a gift from heaven...and I thought Lisa Simpson wrote it.
3. Can I act it out?
Check. With Shakespearean fervor.
4. Can I force Talia to act it out with me for our parents and anyone unlucky enough to be in the house? Or, if Talia is busy (probably in her room eating my kissing koolers), can I use my barbies to act it out?
Check. Totally.
Other Observations:
I thought calling someone a boob was one of the funniest things I had ever heard.
Sibling Rivalry....best...song....ever. "GIMMIE WHAT YOU GOT, GIMMIE WHAT YOU GOT, GIMMIE WHAT YOU GOT, GIMMIE WHAT YOU GOT"...God, it brings tears to my eyes.
Talia and I would sing through the ENTIRE ALBUM, picking parts and presenting them as scenes. Yes, I can put Mr. Burns on my resume....it would look like this:
Show Role Director Theatre
Look at all those idiots Mr. Burns Natalie Liccardello My bedroom
The actually made a music video for "Deep Deep Trouble". Yes, someone thought that was a good idea. Feast your eyeballs on this gloriousness:
Incidentally, I used to picture the Simpsons characters in a recording studio singing their little yellow hearts out. When I learned that a woman was the voice of Bart Simpson, I was despondent.
Thanks, Simpsons sing the Blues. You'll be in my head for weeks now.
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